I watered myself weekly
Still my leaves drooped with hurt
So, I purchased the latest plant food
And sprayed its drops in my dirt.
I nourished myself regularly
Still my green shoots turned gray
So, I purchased the sharpest shears
And clipped all the bad parts away.
I manicured myself doggedly
And my stem remained sterile
So, I purchased a colorful pot
And hoped new mix would make me fertile.
I altered myself somberly
And my plant would not sprout
So, I moved myself to a different window
And wished that light would outshine doubt.